Saturday, August 20, 2005

a different kind of happy

would it matter much to you that i'd always be the samewould it make you change your mindand have it come crashing down againmaybe its bcos im trying too hardand im pushing you awayim doing all the wrong things and i cant find the words to say

i just want to be a different kind of happyi just want to have a seperate piece of cakecould you make me a different kind of happyso that i can hide it all away.

now im just sitting here waiting for your callim counting all my blessingsand saving each star that fallsmaybe its bcos im trying too hardand im pushing you awayim doing all the wrong things and i cant find the words to say

i just want to be a different kind of happyi just want to have a seperate piece of cakecould you make me a different kind of happyso that i can hide it all away.

Monday, August 08, 2005

of Rainbows, Friends and Keats

It's been a while since my last entry.

Suffice to say its been a mad last 2 weeks.New job, new challenges, new colleagues.

Did you ever think that Henry Mancini's Moon River song was about Tom Sawyer and Huckleberry Finn? For the longest time, I've always thought of it as simple allegory to 2 friends/lovers wanting to escape the humdrum of mediocrity and explore the unknown world. Until last nite whilst shu and I were having coffee (in fact: shu had tea and i had this chocolate thing) and this song was played over the house music system, did we come to our conclusion that Henry was referring to Mark Twain's protoganists.

They travelled down the river on a raft, in search of adventure, in search of glory. But what they really found was a commonality between them, and that you never really outgrow the dreams of your youth, they just adapt to suit where you are. In the book, Tom and Huck grow distant, but eventually find that in each other, they see what each lacks and finally appreciate each other.

Tom: thanks for all the late nite chats and plotting to get our friends attached to each other. will really miss you when you head back.

We're after the same rainbow's end--waiting 'round the bend, my huckleberryfriend, Moon River and me.

Been jamming quite a bit. Ser, Val, Marv and Ian are great! I havent had so much fun in a jam for a long time. Altho' Ian has a propensity for making very interesting comments.

Ian: No more monkey business ok?Ser: watermelon powder

'Beauty is truth, truth beauty,—that is all Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know